Knowledge · The room was stark and gray, with only a cot and a bench and a metal desk framing a firm tall gentleman in crisp shirt and dull blue tie regarding me with sad and patient eyes. I sat on the bench. “I am sorry sir,” he said and then told me that …
My Mormon Transgender Second Life
"In order to rise from the ashes, the Phoenix must first burn." -Octavia Butler
Still figuring things out.
Cornfed and Confused: Thoughts from a Queer Southerner.
a journal of creative endeavors, acknowledgements, and awakenings
Surviving and savoring parenthood one day at a time
slow time and the soft infinity
A look at the looks
of organic poems, multifarious prose, rambunctious ramblings, and queer dreams
personal reflections, meditations, and dreams
a sometimes intrepid exploration of a virtual world
mostly poetry, partly peculiar.
Goodies from my mailbox and camera
An Empyrean Cycle
Poets Pub
The greatest Mormon blog in the universe.
The Personal is Empirical
Scattered thoughts made a little more random 